After being expelled from the sect, I became the villain mentor

Facing his unmotivated eldest disciple, Yu Nian earnestly advised: "As a cultivator, you cultivate not only spiritual power, but also your mind. With such a serious case before you, I would be uneasy if you just walked away without paying any attention."

Seeing the five extra points, Yu Nian was overjoyed.

Then, under the leadership of Liu An, the five people ran along the street towards Wen Mansion.

"This is it. I'll go knock on the door first."

Liu An walked forward and knocked on the door. After a while, the heavy door of the Wen Mansion was opened. The person who opened the door was the leader of the wedding party, Wen Er, the steward of the Wen Mansion.

Wen Er looked up and before he could question Liu An and the others for taking the money but failing to do a good job, he saw Ling Cang next to him with a gloomy temperament, and he immediately panicked and shouted.

"It's you! The evil ghost that wants to steal the bride is here!"

Soon, a group of servants holding hoes and shovels gathered at the door. There seemed to be more than a dozen of them. They looked ferocious, but they never dared to take action or even take a step forward. They were just bluffing.

What a joke! That person is no mortal. How could they possibly defeat him? They were just pretending to do their duty...

Yu Nian looked at his eldest disciple's face, which was as dark as it could be, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart. It was quite satisfying to take the blame!

But when he remembered that he was also the protagonist of that farce, Yu Nian's secret smile froze.

Shame, such a shame...

Liu An stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Yesterday's events are a long story, but it's not what you think, Manager Wen. This fellow Daoist acted in an emergency, so I hope you can forgive me..."

Unexpectedly, Wen Er's face became even more alert and angry, "Great! So you two are in the same group! No wonder, no wonder..."

Liu An choked and didn't know how to explain for a moment.

The servants were eager to step forward, but they hesitated and watched, not daring to take the first step. For a moment, the scene was extremely deadlocked and awkward.

Yu Nian stepped forward and said softly, "Sir, it was my apprentice who was reckless yesterday. I apologize, but there's something fishy about this bride kidnapping. Let's go in and explain it slowly."

It feels like a spring breeze.

Wen Er looked at Yu Nian and nodded without much thought, his voice softening considerably. "I will obey the Immortal Master."

The remaining four people: "..."

"Wen Er, what's wrong?"

When the gentle voice sounded, Yu Nian saw a man in green brocade clothes and with a smile on his face coming out of the courtyard of the Wen Mansion.

This person was Wen Bo, the current head of the Wen family. He heard the quarrel outside the house and ran out. He saw several people at the door carrying swords, all of whom had extraordinary looks and manners.

Having been doing business for so many years, Wen Bo had always had an accurate eye for people. He immediately understood that these people were cultivators, so he quickly asked the housekeeper and servants to leave and stepped forward to apologize.

"The servants are ignorant and have offended many people. I hope you can forgive me, fellow monks."

Cai Qi didn't want to go through all this formality. "Master Wen, we've been standing here for quite some time. Why don't you invite us in and sit down?"

Wenbo quickly reacted and extended his hand in an invitation gesture: "Please, please come in."

Several people entered the reception hall together. Wenbo asked the maids to serve a pot of good tea and several plates of exquisite snacks.

Liu An looked a little ashamed, "Master Wen, yesterday's incident was caused by our incompetence..."

"It's been like this for the past six months. We're all used to it. Mr. Liu, please don't blame yourself."

"Master Wen, Senior Yu is a Jindan cultivator and will definitely be able to help you solve your current problem," Liu An pointed at Yu Nian who was standing beside him. "I won't say any more useless words. We're here to ask about your marriage, so it's best to be more specific."

Upon hearing this, Wen Bo's hand holding the cup of tea froze for a moment, then immediately returned to normal. His expression changed immediately and his tone became a little impatient. "I, Wen, just want to take a few concubines. Why do you have to ask this, Master Liu?"

Yu Nian immediately explained, "Master Wen, we didn't mean to interfere in your family's affairs, but you should also know that every time the bride disappears, her whereabouts are unknown, and her life or death is unknown. This is really strange..."

"What does this have to do with me? I just wanted to take a concubine to continue my family line. Their disappearance was not my wish! What you should do is not to question me, but to catch the evil spirit and solve this mystery. I will not give you a penny less in reward!"

When this matter was mentioned, Wen Bo's gentle face was full of anger, but if you look closely, his eyes were evasive, which was a sign of guilty conscience.

Yu Nian was about to continue asking questions when Wang Yang suddenly pulled him.

"Master Wen, you've misunderstood. We certainly have no right to interfere with your taking a concubine. We simply want to help you resolve your issue. Senior Yu is deeply absorbed in cultivation and rarely cares about the mundane world. He's not very talkative, so please bear with me."

Wang Yang spoke in a relaxed tone, bringing the atmosphere back to normal.

It can only be said that a casual cultivator is a casual cultivator after all. He meets a lot of people when he goes out, and he is slippery by nature. Compared with someone like Yu Nian who is impartial and just, he is too good at smoothing things over.

Liu An glanced at Wang Yang approvingly, then turned around and continued, "By the way, Master Wen, where's the Madam?"

When they came yesterday morning, Fan Yao was there too. From the front of the courtyard to the back of the hall, the couple were almost inseparable and very loving.

Liu An was a little confused when he came here today but didn't see Mrs. Fan.

"Madam has always been in poor health. She felt a little unwell today, so she rested in the backyard and didn't come out." When Wen Bo mentioned Fan Yao, his expression was extremely gentle.

"I see..." Liu An nodded, "Can you give me some time to go see Madam?"

Wen Bo was a little hesitant, but thinking of his wife's beautiful smile when she interacted with these people, he nodded and said, "Of course, everyone, follow me."

Wen Bo stood up and took Yu Nian and the others out of the front hall, and followed the corridor to the backyard.

There are many trees planted in the backyard, and they are full of vitality, but in the middle, there is a tall but dead peach tree.

Under the tree, a gentle and beautiful woman is drying her paintings in the sun.

"Yao'er, look who's here to see you." From a distance, Wen Bo called Fan Yao's nickname with a very gentle look on his face.

Fan Yao raised her head and saw the young people who had chatted happily with her yesterday. A faint smile appeared on her face. She put down the painting in her hand and said, "So it's you. I wonder who the other two are?"

"Yu Nian greets Madam."

"Ling Cang."

The two briefly introduced themselves, and Yu Nian walked towards Fan Yao. As both were women, there was an inexplicable sense of closeness between them.

The closer he got, the clearer Yu Nian could see. Fan Yao's skin, as pale as snow, looked sickly and deathly. She must be terminally ill.

"Madam, do you like painting?"

Yu Nian looked at the several easels set up under the tree. There were paintings and calligraphy neatly arranged on the easels. Almost all of them depicted the beautiful scene of peach blossoms in full bloom and a woman standing under the blossoming tree with a faint smile.

"An old friend of mine likes painting. I don't know much about it, so I just take care of it on a daily basis." Fan Yao said with a smile.

"The women in these paintings should be you, Madam?" Yu Nian examined the paintings carefully and pointed out the truth. "So, Madam, you and the old friend who painted them have a very close relationship..."

Hearing this, Wen Bo's face turned pale. "Why is Miss Yu so interested in my wife's past?"